A place to let it all hang out, but only if you've got what it takes. If you don't have it, then we want you to leave it safely tucked away. Mmm, yeah, tucked far away... where no one can see it... ever.

June 26, 2003

I am really tired right now. I've gotten the worst sleep in the last few days. I don't know why, but it sucks. My back hurts, too. I've been thinking a lot lately of the vulgar, in terms of what makes something vulgar. It's a concept I think I'd like to explore further. Is it just dirty talk? No, I don't think so. I only wonder about it because people often think they can find beauty in the disgusting. I don't know if it's because to imagine something repugnant, you have to imagine the opposite, otherwise it couldn't exist. It all seems to tie into a kind of rapture to me. You get lost in the incredibly vulgar and the incredibly pure in the same way, I think. There's a similar attraction to the essence of something that forces you to look at it and examine it and let it run between your fingers.